Fields of Blood (Salad Fingers Songs)

Verse 1 In the countryside, where the wild things play Lies a landscape, bathed in crimson gray A sea of red, that stretches far and wide Where the innocent, have long since died Chorus Fields of blood, where the madmen roam Where the screams of the past, still echo home In the silence, the ghosts will reign In the fields of blood, where love's in vain Verse 2 The wind it whispers, secrets in the ear Of the damned and the doomed, who linger here Their eyes are black, as the night above Their souls are lost, in a world of endless love Chorus Fields of blood, where the madmen roam Where the screams of the past, still echo home In the silence, the ghosts will reign In the fields of blood, where love's in vain Bridge In the shadows, the figures sway To the rhythm, of a dying day Their footsteps, echo through the land As they dance, hand in hand, in the fields of blood Chorus Fields of blood, where the madmen roam Where the screams of the past, still echo home In the silence, the ghosts will reign In the fields of blood, where love's in vain Outro In the fields of blood, where the wild things play The madness reigns, in a world gone astray Where the love is lost, and the hate remains In the fields of blood, where the darkness reigns.